“A power surge. Like a shock to our system, this woman rocked our world.”
Jett smiled. “I like that. Our beautiful little electrifying powerhouse. Adelina completes us. We don’t need to be those conditioned hard-hearted assholes we’ve been being. Not around her.”
Flynn thought about that a moment as he gently ran his finger along her shoulder.
“I think we need to be like that a little longer. These men, this guy who hurt her and threatened her, want to make us suffer. We can’t be weak. We need to do what we do best.”
“We will. We have to. Her life depends on it.”
* * * *
Adelina awoke feeling kind of stiff. Other body parts were definitely sore from lack of use, but in a good way. She smiled when she thought about Jett and Flynn. Her fantasy of having them had finally come true. So why was she feeling as if it wouldn’t have happened if her life hadn’t been placed in such danger, or if she wasn’t going to sabotage their club?
She realized she was all alone in the king-size bed, and that brought on more fears and questions. Had they not wanted to stay with her? Was she just like the other women they sought and had sex with? She suddenly felt sick to her stomach. The tears swelled behind her eyes, and she blinked them away as she rolled to her back.
“Ouch!” she exclaimed as her back hit the mattress. She had completely forgotten about the bruises. Jett and Flynn were the reason why.
As she adjusted the sheet to try and pull it up over her exposed breasts while she tilted to her side to take pressure off her back, the door swung open.
“Adelina, are you okay?” Jett asked. He and Flynn were there, and she quickly covered herself as she tried to reposition.
“Yes, yes, I’m fine,” she whispered. But the truth was, she wasn’t fine. She ached everywhere, and especially in her heart.
Flynn was by her side, caressing her hair from her cheek. Jett climbed onto the bed, only wearing jeans and no shirt just like Flynn.
She stared at them, her lips parted, and Flynn smiled, and then cupped her face between his hands.
“You rolled to your back and forgot about the bruises?”
He was too smart. Too in tune to her.
She nodded her head.
“Aw, baby. Why don’t I put on more of that cream from last night? It should be applied twice a day,” Jett said and then stood up to go grab the canister.
Flynn leaned closer.
“We were just taking some phone calls, and checking on Kaitlin and Bryer.”
Her eyes widened.
“Shh, it’s okay. They’re okay.” He leaned forward and kissed her lips gently. When he released them, she shivered with desire. His eyes darkened as he maneuvered to the bed and then under the sheets. He pulled her on top of him, and she immediately straddled his waist. The feel of his cock, hard and long beneath her naked ass, aroused her desire.
When his large hands cupped both breasts, she closed her eyes and moaned.
The sheets fell from her body.
“My God, Adelina, you are so very beautiful,” Jett whispered.
She looked to the right and saw him holding the container of cream.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong? Does something else hurt?” Flynn asked as he thumbed her nipples then cupped and squeezed her breasts.
“I…I thought you left me.”
Flynn’s hand left her breasts and grabbed her hips. He gave her a squeeze, causing her to lock gazes with his piercing blue eyes.
“Never, baby. Never going to leave you. This thing between us is real, it’s different, and we want all of you.”